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Psalm 74:19 - American Standard Version 2015

19 Oh deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast:\par\tab Forget not the life of thy poor for ever.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

19 O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: Forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

19 Oh, do not deliver the life of your turtledove to the wild beast (to the greedy multitude); forget not the life [of the multitude] of Your poor forever.

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American Standard Version (1901)

19 Oh deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast: Forget not the life of thy poor for ever.

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Common English Bible

19 Don’t deliver the life of your dove to wild animals! Don’t forget the lives of your afflicted people forever!

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Psalm 74:19
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand:\par\tab Forget not the poor.


Thy congregation dwelt therein:\par\tab Thou, O God, didst prepare of thy goodness for the poor.


When ye lie among the sheepfolds,\par\tab {\i It is as} the wings of a dove covered with silver,\par\tab And her pinions with yellow gold.


He will judge thy people with righteousness,\par\tab And thy poor with justice.


For the needy shall not alway be forgotten,\par\tab Nor the expectation of the poor perish for ever.


O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,\par\tab In the covert of the steep place,\par\tab Let me see thy countenance,\par\tab Let me hear thy voice;\par\tab For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.\par


Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;\par\tab Thine eyes are {\i as} doves behind thy veil.\par\tab Thy hair is as a flock of goats,\par\tab That lie along the side of mount Gilead.


My dove, my undefiled, is {\i but} one;\par\tab She is the only one of her mother;\par\tab She is the choice one of her that bare her.\par\tab The daughters saw her, and called her blessed;\par\tab {\i Yea}, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.


Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?


But I will leave in the midst of thee an afflicted and poor people, and they shall take refuge in the name of Jehovah.


Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.


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